The Counterfeit (Mafia Series)

The Counterfeit (Mafia Series)

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I was in this fucken mess, Not knowing what to do I slowly tried to inch my way towards the door but suddenly I was pushed up against the nearest wall. My body sounded with a thud against the wall as my head didn't make the same impact because a large hand stopped it from hitting the surface. "Where you going huh? Where do you think you're going Frankie? You aren't thinking of running from me are you doll?" His warm breath fanned against my neck as well as his nose trailing up it. This is fucken insane- it can't be happening- "You wouldn't just leave would you? I mean why would you? Are you afraid of me?" Afraid of you? HA! Maybe... But only because the only little minion I care for is sleeping soundly in the next room. I need to protect her at all cost. "You are going to need to give me back my money... or pay me some other way doll..." his fingers immediately dig into the roots of hair and pulled at it. Forcing my head to the side displaying my neck to him completely. That's when I felt it- A slow kiss against my neck... ***
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EVE

When a beautiful African girl just starting her adulthood is kidnapped from her country and sold off to the Mafia, her life does a full 360. Will she be able to cope? ############### *She quickly gets on her knees and bows in front of me. "What are you atoning for?" I ask "I b-broke your cologne. I didn't mean to. I s-swear, it was a mistake. I was wiping the counter and I didn't see it, all I saw was the bottle broken on the floor and the carpet wet." She explains panicky. "And?" I ask trying not to sound amused. The sight in front of me is pleasing. The things I do to women on thier knees "I accept whatever punishment the Don gives" she says*

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